The fever that I had when I was 11 was the worst I ever had.Memang teruk gila. I remember that time, I had no appetite, hard to move; all I can do were lying on the bed and crawling. The best thing was I didn’t cry at all. :D..Pelik nya. Maka mak ku madah ku tok congek. Haha. Pa2 jak lah.

It was a few weeks before UPSR. The scene started during my brass band practice, where my friends and I had to prepare for the performance for Independence Day. It was not an international performance, just a small celebration at school.